THIRD CURSE: video
Jun. 11th, 2015 05:36 pm...Hey-o, World of Pokémon. Guess who it is!
[It's been a while since anyone's seen this sorry mug on their Pokégear. A young looking boy (no older then seventeen) is beaming widely at the screen, wearing what appears to be a light hoodie; there's a Ninetales leaning her head on his shoulder, staring lazily at the camera. Perhaps it's odd to wear such a thing in summer -- but hey, compared to Plegia, evenings here are freezing cold.]
If you've got no idea who I am, or you just have no talon-t for remembering faces, my name's Henry. You should probably run while you still can. Nya ha ha! [There's a short pause as the Ninetales stirs and blinks grumpily; Henry immediately falls silent, looking down at her. A moment later he's back to his buoyant self.] Anyway, some weird stuff has happened, and I was wondering if any of you veteran dimension-hoppers could help me out here.
Or, well, even if you're not a veteran dimension-hopper, you can help me out here. If anyone's seen a Murkrow, Inkay, or Phantump -- they answer to [he counts off his fingers] Cawdia, Glowgan, and Eleanor -- then please let me know where they are! I mean, they're probably fine back out in the wild where they belong, but still. [His expression takes on a faint shadow of concern.] Especially Cawdia. I don't know how long I've been away, but she's still really young and probably doesn't have anyone looking after her, so...
...Anyway! [Just like that the shadow is gone, and Henry visibly perks up again.] Last time I checked, it was February. Like, middle of winter. And now I wake up and all of a sudden it's June! I only have 3000 Poké! And all my items are gone, my Brightpowder and the cape I stole from Lance and everything! So, like, is that a documented Thing? Did I accidentally re-weave causality and compromise the structural integrity of the temporospatial continuum?
'Cause if I did, hate to break it to you, but I think we're all gonna die. See ya!
[And just like that, the weird message is over.]
[It's been a while since anyone's seen this sorry mug on their Pokégear. A young looking boy (no older then seventeen) is beaming widely at the screen, wearing what appears to be a light hoodie; there's a Ninetales leaning her head on his shoulder, staring lazily at the camera. Perhaps it's odd to wear such a thing in summer -- but hey, compared to Plegia, evenings here are freezing cold.]
If you've got no idea who I am, or you just have no talon-t for remembering faces, my name's Henry. You should probably run while you still can. Nya ha ha! [There's a short pause as the Ninetales stirs and blinks grumpily; Henry immediately falls silent, looking down at her. A moment later he's back to his buoyant self.] Anyway, some weird stuff has happened, and I was wondering if any of you veteran dimension-hoppers could help me out here.
Or, well, even if you're not a veteran dimension-hopper, you can help me out here. If anyone's seen a Murkrow, Inkay, or Phantump -- they answer to [he counts off his fingers] Cawdia, Glowgan, and Eleanor -- then please let me know where they are! I mean, they're probably fine back out in the wild where they belong, but still. [His expression takes on a faint shadow of concern.] Especially Cawdia. I don't know how long I've been away, but she's still really young and probably doesn't have anyone looking after her, so...
...Anyway! [Just like that the shadow is gone, and Henry visibly perks up again.] Last time I checked, it was February. Like, middle of winter. And now I wake up and all of a sudden it's June! I only have 3000 Poké! And all my items are gone, my Brightpowder and the cape I stole from Lance and everything! So, like, is that a documented Thing? Did I accidentally re-weave causality and compromise the structural integrity of the temporospatial continuum?
'Cause if I did, hate to break it to you, but I think we're all gonna die. See ya!
[And just like that, the weird message is over.]